1. Where shepherds lately knelt and kept the angel's word, I come in half-belief, a pilgrim strangely stirred; But there is room and welcome there for me, But there is room and welcome there for me. 2. In that unlikely place I find him as they said: Sweet newborn Babe, how frail! And in a manger bed, A still small voice to cry one day for me, A still small voice to cry one day for me. 3. How should I not have known Isaiah would be there, His prophecies fulfilled? With pounding heart I stare: A child, a son, the Prince of Peace for me, A child, a son, the Prince of Peace for me. 4. Can I, will I forget how Love was born, and burned It's way into my heart unasked, unforced, unearned, To die, to live, and not alone for me, To die, to live, and not alone for me.

Christmas is only 2 days away. in Chicago there is snow and I returned from a christmas pageant this afternoon and my mom keeps playing feliz navidad on repeat so i'm in a festive mood. our chorus sang the above song for our concert. it was moving to sing

i'm waiting for my dad to return home. and i'm so bored. all that is on tv is monster-in-law with jlopez and jane fonda. it is as dumb as i thought so why am i annoyed that it went to comercial break? also annoyed b/c i dont know how i know jane fonda is supposed to be famous i reogranized my closet today. Along with my closet, my entire room has become a storage/computer/work out center for my parents. when i wake up and go to bed my mom is beside me on the computer. i wish i had more privacy! my parents remind me of the ladies from grey gardens. they only use like two rooms in the entire house and eat ice cream at random parts of the day. haha,

i have 10 minutes

to finish this before i go to dinner. i'm rereading ender's game before i start studying again. here's a paragraph i liked: Believed, but the seed of doubt was there, and it stayed, and every now and then set out a little root. it changed everything, to have that seed growing. it made Ender listen more carefully to what people meant, instead of what they said. it made him wise. this could be dangerous because when there's too much doubt, you expect people to fail you. then what's the point if you can never trust people? i've used the word jaded too much and i shouldn't be allowed say that word anymore. it breeds contempt at what is and gives little promise for things to get better. because when things have, it hasn't last for very long. and now w/ people leaving and friendships disappating it makes me wonder what i have left. starting over is overwhelming and i can imagine how fake and insincere it could turn out to be. i have to go. bah!

all the colors of the rainbow, wind's voices, every word, star, and corner

someone once said that God could have built boxes instead of trees to give us shade. big brown boxes to rattle in the wind instead of a beautiful tree swaying to the mild zephyrs. but he created trees instead. and i remember that someone else said that all creation just longs to worship God. nature, trees, the grass, if they could talk, would proclaim that Jesus is King. and i sat there... just surrounded by these trees in this beautiful park and saw how everything was created by God. and i couldn't help but worship.

by lily jang

make some noizz as authentically as u know how

beautiful despite the lack of dialgue and movement, the sequence of black and white photographs are effectively strung together to tell a story. time is uncontrollable. photographs are immobile but are heavy with memories

i better check on mother and the cats

i finished grey gardens

wake up

Ahhha-aha ahh. The past couple weeks, I've been inspired by Arcade Fire... musically, emotionally, physically.. really tho. their music is awesome. (but u already knew that) look out below!




anyways, let me recap my life for u. ok

i've had several wake up calls lately and it's forced me to evaluate my junior year thus far and i've come to the conclusion that things have to change (always happens). i'm ready to turn over a new leaf. there! i said it but u don't get it. let's see some chchchch-changes

my fingers are numb as i am typing this. i'm not aware of the fingers on my left hand (are they there?, oooh yes they are) and i'm amazed i typed all this. b/c instead of working on my journalism homework i spent the last four hours playing guitar. unfortunately there has been no improvement. yes really

i think my favorite chord is : the E and its minor. Playing the guitar 2nite I tried to make up a song on the go, and it's easy enough. u just string chords together, but the acoustic guitar alone is not enough w/ my feeble strumming. i want to join a band. o wait.. I don't know how to end this entry. another thing i need to practice

thoughtzz

Filing folders for refugee families, again I understood how big this refugee assistance system is. Lots of people and lots of channels. There are people in the national lRC headquarters, government officials from Social Security Administration, employees at Georgia Power, etcetc, each of whom have the power to control many lives. The AFS classes I've taken during college promote a de-constructivist theory of questioning. What is power? Who is a refugee? What does it mean to be American, etc... How do you honor the system in place but feel free to question rules and procedures esp if it undermines the original purpose (which is: to assist refugees to resettle in America) Is there another way "to do refugee assistance"? I don't know. How did 9/11 affect refugee assistance? Probably fewer refugees are accepted than before During an orientation meeting with some refugee families, I was just thinking, wow...here are eleven other people who have tight deadlines that will impact their future, and it's all dependent on how well a few people preside the meeting. And I was sitting in the corner of the room, drawing attention because I was taking notes on essential information they needed to know in a language they haven't mastered yet. I didn't feel intrusive taking notes because how else would I learn? i can't help really, But I did realize..it makes a difference to use basic communication and add some common sense. For instance, speaking loudly doesn't make refugees, or anyone else for that matter, understand u any better. Minimize words if u can, and even making forms visually readable is helpful. Most of the adults couldn't even figure out where to sign their names b/c the form was so crowded. gosh... do people care?

headlines are impt.: COX HALL BURNS DOWN, ALMOST

Yesterday, my bagel caught on fire when i decided that instead of slicing the bagel in half, why not put the whole thing inside the toaster? ..i'm a fool

As the bagel moved down the conveyor rack, there i was, realizing my mistake. But it was too late. The bagel got stuck (trapped!) and caught on fire. The acrid smell plus the smoke were drawing unwanted attention. I left to get help from a nice woman working the register.

By the time we rushed there, the smoke spread to the chic fillet stand. Thankfully, she didn't ask any questions and the lady was a pro (this happened before?), with tongs, she pulled out the burnt bagel as I watched, fascinated, behind her. But i still wanted a sesame bagel. so after she cleaned out the toaster, i sliced my bagel and easily loaded each half. no fires that time

:)

Btw, bagels are much better toasted. bagel toasts look even better

Even w/ my headline, this entry is boring, I'm sorry. let's continue w/ this theme: my life is boring

so currently: I am at the lib. w/ a girl from my pols class. we had a group meeting for our research project, but no one else showed up and it's still just the two of us even though the meeting is over. how nice! normally i would leave right away and rush off to another table before it got awkward. but she's really nice and it's not so awkward. er... i hope she doesn't think i'm staying b/c i'm researching more on our project.

anyway, tonite we decided on an fg name. we are "nameless." our t-shirt design is simple too: a shirt with a hello my name is sticker. do u get it?

i really can't remember whether this was real or not. but i had sleep paralysis and not only could i not move i couldn't get a word out. i heard of people whispering jesus but i don't think that thought even came to me b/c i knew it was pointless to try to speak. i just thought, omg i'm stuck like this. it felt like i was drowning.. all i heard were voices in my left ear. i can't tell u what the voices said tho. i feel like it was a dream b/c i was sleeping with my head down and my arms was spread eagle on my bed. i don't normally sleep like that.. irregardless, yea i wanted to write this down as my memory is already fuzzy not that this is related. i came on here also b/c i had saved a post about what i thought heaven would be like, but it's gone somehow. ugh, i thought i was on the verge of something too but now there's nothing left to complete

intern app

i have to finish my intern app but i am blogging because i want to see if writing as an outlet will help me produce the best application essay ever. oh my goodness i need to ginish. nit o am so tired and it's like twelce on teh afternoon. o am tuping with my head tucked in my arm so i can't see a thing. how will it turn out i wonder. oh that' s pretty good